The joys of lying in bed, listening to the sounds of morning

Saturday Morning

I lie in bed listening

            to the sounds of morning:

                        cabinet doors opening and closing,

                        suctioning noises of the refrigerator opening and closing--what's for breakfast?

                        occasional clinks and thunks as milk, silverware, and dishes are set down.

The rustling of a cereal bag,

followed by

         cereal landing in a bowl--ah ha.

The tea pot's high pitched squeal
         followed quickly by

         rapid clinks of a spoon—rousing sugar from the bottom of the cup?

Then silence:

        Breakfast time!